Colors

Nothing but colors beautifies children’s picture.

The world is made of colors in their eyes.

The blue sky tells me how nobility lasts forever.

And the golden sun shows how it lasts as eternal as justice.

The moon whispers to me the dark night’s full hidden mysterious elves.

The moment I see the shining stars I’ve got my childhood in hometown.

Rainbows think miraculous of themselves,

Despite over the man-made fountains they’re found.

Gloomy winter is leaving followed by lively spring.

People have been tired of the gray world.

You cannot stay for the colors are changing.

Everywhere from fields to hills.

How beautiful it is poems cannot tell.

How colorful it is paintings cannot describe.

Who says that deafness is as cruel as blindness?

Who says that music is more infectious than paintings?

Brightness, drive the fear away!

God, I’d rather die without vision.

Any day I haven’t seen sun’s face,

I can’t make a single decision.

Watching down from a flying plane,

Your life is worthy of a man’s.

No matter living on the hill or plain,

You live another ten years’ time.

As long as there is the earth,

The universe is cheerful because of our colors.

April of 2005